Check your phone

You click on the text messages, opening a chat between you and your daughter. There are two texts plus a picture - nothing else; she has never texted you before, you realize.

Karina: Hey Dad, Mia and I are having a great time at the library. Learning about the War of 1812, or something. Hope you’re having a good day.

Karina: BTW – don’t work too hard today.

Below her texts is a picture of her and Mia, in their school library. They are sitting at a table, books arrayed around them, smiling in a selfie, dressed in their uniforms with their hair pulled back in the regulation ponytail of their school - Karina's, sharp blonde, and Mia's, a nutty brunette. You grin at your phone – Karina has never sent you something like this before, text or otherwise. You reopen the chat and text her back.

Lev: Two beautiful ladies, working hard. See you soon.

You slide your phone back into your pocket, as Ana finally finishes adjusting herself.

“Hey, Lev,” she says, drawing your eyes back to her. “I know it might be a little weird after what just happened, but I want to say I’m cool with it if you are. It doesn’t have to be weird.”

You chuckle at her comment – if only she knew.

“Hey, what’s funny? Quit laughing, old man! Be glad a Queen like me is into you.”

You continue chuckling but grab Ana’s waist and pull her back to you, leaning into and meeting her lips once more. She whimpers into your mouth but pulls away with an expectant look.

“It’s not weird to me,” you shrug, and open the door of the town car. Ana rolls her eyes, but ultimately joins you outside of the car.